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Mason sat down and wanted her to do the same. She hesitated a little, but then sat down in the chair across from him. "Why did you need to speak with me?" he asked in a bored tone as if he couldn't care less. Victoria thought for some seconds about what she was going to say.

Yesterday she had borrowed Mason's MACKIE card. Actually... she never asked for permission, she just took it. But her own card had been at home and she just needed his to make everything go around at the club. She "borrowed" his card with the intention of bringing it back today, but now she couldn't. The reason why she couldn't? It was gone. Even though she had been careful with it all the time, it was now gone.

Victoria twisted and turned in her seat, nervously clinging to the armrests of her chair. Mason Monaco was probably one of the only persons that could make her go from being arrogant and manipulative to nervous and vulnerable - she hated how weak he made her feel. "You won't like this," she said with a frustrated expression, allowing her fangs to show for a brief moment. A strand of hair fell down in her face, but she ignored it. It wasn't the end of the world that it was gone, he was the Vice President and could easily get a new one. It was more the fact that she took it without asking. Victoria took a deep breath to calm herself and then said what she had to say; "I borrowed your mackie card and now it's gone."